On the surface, and when they work as intended, there’s no question the RFID system adds a layer of convenience. But the RFID card has become the bane of my existence. The real kicker came this Christmas when we started to decorate the tree. We have a few traditional ornaments, but most of our decorations are old ski passes, fragmented memories of seasons past. But as I hang passes on the tree, the realization sets in that there will be no new goofy photos and memories to hang on the tree. Just faceless pieces of plastic embedded with silicon and copper stashed away in a coat pocket.
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